Chapter 1: What Happens in the Beginning...
Deep in what used to be Golden Age space, there was a movement in the dark. If anyone was passing by, most of would have played it off as a trick of the eye. But it was nothing close to that, for it was something thought to have been missing or dead for millenia. Opening it's eyes, the spectral figure looked around in the block it's prison had become. No more was it a shining, magnificent object of light, not anymore since the Golden Age had been demolished. But instead of escaping the moment it stopped shining, the being waited for the right time. When there wouldn't be anyone around, or that the prison wouldn't rebound it's light. Now was that time, it started to create Fearlings once again, creating a horde at his disposal. After a moment, there was a large mass formed before it smashed against the wall of the prison. The feeble wall shattered under the mass of the Fearlings and they rushed off into the space, now littered with only the lights of stars. Opening it's eyes to the outside world in who knows who long, it looked around at the destruction that the spirit, who it's Fearlings called Pitch, reeked and suddenly started laughing. The voice was both high and deep, female yet male, and the whole thing sounded croaked after such a long time of not using it.
"So long, have I been trapped in that accursed prison of light. Now it is time that the beings that caused my imprisonment felt my wrath!"
It declared as he started heading in the direction of a group of it's nightmares that were under the influence of this Pitch. Soon enough they would feel the wrath, whether now or a thousand years from now. The Being was a patient creature and could wait if the thing called for it.
A few days later, after some traveling, the being made it to the planet called Earth. The being made a small smirk as it stopped at the first atmosphere covering the planet.
"Come to me, my Fearlings, return to your true master."
It was said in a small whisper, but Fearlings across the planet heard it like it was shouted across the whole planet. The Fearlings were ecstatic with excitement with this call, was their master really back? There was only one way to find that out, and most of the Fearlings took up the call when it first went out. But, like in most cases, there were a few who were reluctant and cautious, the ones who stayed alive longer that way. So the being, who was about as patient as villains come, decided to study the many spirits on the planet while he waited for the rest to come to his side.
That very night, the being had learned much about Nickolas St. North, his daughter, and the elves and yeti. It also realized that this man might become a threat to it and he formulated a plan. Now deeper into the night, North had gone to his workshop and the girl had gone to her bedroom. Now it's plan would go into effect, for silently among the shadows, there was a Fearling making his way up to the bedroom. In another part of the world, the being was watching another peculiarlly pesky Guardian, Bunny, that might become a problem. So he also sent in a Fearling there for another part of his plan to come in place. Towards a specific women in the Warren that had the most potential for his plan. Now to go check on the one it's Fearlings called Pitch. They say he had fallen recently from the power of the Guardians, and was now in a weak state. But he was still a pride ridden man that kept balance with that pesky Stella. So it went ahead and sent two more Fearlings, one towards the man's lair and one towards a bright sand castle in the middle of the sea.
Back at the Pole, everything was slowing down, like it usually does more towards the later hours. Both North and his daugter Sylvia were talking as they both headed towards the room he usually created things in. They had just finished talking about one of the new toys the yetis were making when a yeti came up to North. After a moment of talking, North turned to his daughter.
"I need to go, we will continue talk later."
He then turned and walked off, following the yeti to where he was needed. Sylvia just sighed as she turned back around to head back to her room. But she had a suspicious feeling that she was being followed and turned around quickly. No one was there, maybe she was tired and her head was playing pranks on her? Sighing, she turned back around and made it to the door of her room. She turned the knob, but before she could enter, something knocked her in the back of the head and she collapsed unconscious. There happened to be no one about at the time, so the Fearling went ahead and knocked her out early. It reported to his master, and then a cloud of black enveloped the girl and she seemed to melt through the floor. Work was done here, it closed the door and disappeared into the shadows. Now it was time they moved onto their second objective.
In the Warren, Kiara was going about her business as usual. Walking around, talking to her niece or Bunny, or just watching the eggs. Her day was pretty decent so far, walking around and messing with the eggs. But something was different, she could feel the presence of something foul. She decided not to look like she was suspicous of anything and continued on watching the eggs. Feeling that whatever was here was coming, she turned around with a feeling of dread, not knowing how she got it. Nothing was there and she looked around in confusion. But she didn't let her guard down knowing it was still here, but it didn't help her for the Fearling was behind her again in the shadows and knocked her unconscious. The Fearling then contacted his master telepathically before a cloud of black also enveloped this girl as well, melting her through the floor before someone appeared. Now this nightmare was done and it was to objective three.
Third objective was to obtain the girl named Nightstar, who was living with the one called Sandman. The Fearling that was sent on this mission neared the sand castle. This one was going to be difficult, so the Fearling decided to wait until he saw this Sandman or Nightstar leave. It had to wait until around an hour later when the women named Nightstar left. After a moment, the Fearling followed, being careful for this was a daughter of Pitch and probably had a sensitivity to them. It followed for a long distance until the coast of the state he had learned was California came into sight, that was when the women turned and shot her silvery sand at it. The Fearling barely escaped the blast as it circuled her at a cautious distance.
"What does father want? What did he send you for?"
The Fearling did not answer, for it had no request to answer her questions. Nightstar watched the Fearling circle her, questions racing across her mind. What does he want now? I thought he was too weak to try and take me back. But even with these questions running through her mind, she could tell something was different with this Fearling. She didn't have time to think much more though; something hit her in the back of the head and knocked her unconscious in much the same way as the other. The Fearling circuling her dropped down to catch her on it's back, the Fearling and Nightstar being engulfed in a black cloud, like with the others, and disappearing into the darkness of the night.
Lin was walking back toward the lair of her father, having nowhere else to stay. Even if it didn't seem very pleasent, it was the only place she could rest, since she was a wandering spirit and was a little too proud to ask the Guardians. But on her way, she felt something following her though the night. She had the sense not to turn around, for the thing would know she suspected it. Letting it get a bit closer, she the turned and forced the Fearling down with her will.
"What were you following me for? I have a feeling it wasn't by father's orders."
Leaving the Fealing where it was under her will, she turned to go back to the lair. But something else appeared and she had to duck before it hit her in the back of the head. A Fearling raced off into the night in front of her, but not the same one as before. Quickly jumping back up, she looked between the two Fearlings and cursed under her breath. What was the other one doing here? Putting her back against a tree, she watched as the two Fearlings slowly get up and start circuling her. Then something whacked her in the back of the head and she fell to the ground. As everything started going dark, she could see the black cloud descend upon her and swallow her up into the dark.
Now it had all the pieces in place for it to proceed along with it's plans. Now, along with his bargaining or pawn pieces, depending on the situation, it was ready for it's attack on this planet. It wasn't going to be easy, espitially with these obviously powerful spirits, but it knew that with patience, he could easily bring them down. But what the being didn't check for was the one who sealed it off, for it thought her dead after the amount of energy required for the light prison. Oh, but how far from the truth it was as, for the person that sealed him off was sitting under it's nose in Burgess. Now with evil intenet fully in it's heart, the being, unknowingly, sent a ripple of energy that would arouse the ancient feeling of dread that would would warn the Guardians and the spirits of the upcoming war.